I find myself talking more and more about the dive bar that Charlie & I used to hang out together at. Now Mr. Sam & I hang out there together, it’s still the same ol’ dirty seedy looking dive bar.
I enjoy the fucked up people who go in there who drink their troubles away. I enjoy that “cheers” atmosphere when I walk through the door.
However summer soon approaches and that means that I wont be there as much as I go there during the winter. Summer time is when I stay home, hanging out in the backyard, working in my garden and riding the motorcycle.
I’ve seen bartenders come & go and return again. Some times it’s a long time before you see the same people, other times it’s the same people everyday. Just depends on what’s going on in their lives.
Most of the time my bar friends are willing to lend a helping hand, especially when it comes to my photography. I needed something for the letter “Y” and this is what I came up with, thanks to the little missy in the photo.